I have struggled greatly with the guilt of knowing that this blog is not really a service or benefit to Mark and Miranda as I had hoped it might be. I intended better but we all know where that road leads.
Last week when Miranda and Erin Sisson were visiting, they asked what I’d like to do, and this was first on my list. I had tried to find a way to record Skype and Facetime calls so I could conveniently interview them but apparently the FBI and CIA take a dim view of that sort of thing and have made it incredibly hard! I tried contacting Hillary because I was sure if anyone could figure out a way around the system, she would have that in the bag, but apparently she lost both my number and my e-mail.
It is no great mystery that Mark and Miranda are talented. I would go further and say gifted. Talented implies the ability to learn, retain, and utilize data or a skill to a highly effective level. Many people have talent, at any number of different things. Gifted, is somewhat outside the scope of human hands. That does not mean that gifted people do not also work hard to hone a skill and talent, they surely do or should, but those who are gifted have an almost ethereal ability that is not found in the best of textbooks, the finest institutions, or the most rigorous and exacting training regimen. It is not just talent, it is a gift.
So intentions and excuses aside, I wanted to hear how Mark and Miranda started. Furthermore, I wanted you to be able to hear it. Actually audibly hear their voices. There is something personal in hearing the style, lilt, and syntax that makes up a person’s voice. The small pauses, the choice of words, the emphasis, all those things bring us closer to the speaker. It draws you in, in a way that written words cannot. The following represents an attempt at that personalization. It was not an entirely successful venture, for which I apologize to you as an audience, and more importantly to Mark and Miranda.
I was unaware that I could not post audio in a blog unless it is hosted by a third party. That made me grumpy. I have, on occasion, gotten in a LOT of trouble by not taking “no” as an acceptable answer. So I had to upload the audio to Youtube, where I learned that you cannot upload audio alone… That made me grumpy. It was at this point that my kids retreated to the barn to do their schoolwork. After wanting to pull my hair out … I downloaded software to merge audio and photo. After a few hours of talking in vicious undertones to my computer, and a few more hours of clipping and sewing and stitching like Dr. Frankenstein in his lair, I am hoping that the resultant product of Miranda telling her story will help you see and hear her in a new light. Maybe it will also make you see yourself in a new light as well. Maybe it will inspire you to record your own history. Perhaps you will grow your story and attend a clinic or blaze your own path in some uncharted adventure.
I want to credit the photographers who took such wonderful pictures of such a beautiful woman. Beauty that, despite the great skill of a photographer, can never be truly captured because it is not born on the skin but deeper in. I take responsibility for any infringement and will be more than happy to edit or correct the video if necessary or as needed.
I did my best to edit out my own voice, other than a couple questions, but I know very little about proper editing. The voices you hear in the background are Erin Sisson, who wants to be a food critic, (you’ll have to listen to get the joke!) and myself.
I am hoping that Mark will be kind enough to allow me the same pleasure of recording his story and will post it whenever he manages to get off a horse long enough talk… You might have to wait a bit on that one.